"I need a husband. And I need the one thing my father's money can't intimidate." Harper Evans is a political heiress wrapped in white silk, sharp heels, and a perfect, practiced calm. To escape a forced marriage to a monster in a tailored suit, she walks straight into the last place anyone would look for her: the clubhouse of the Devil's Saints MC. She offers their President a deal, a fake marriage, federal cover for his club, and full access to her trust fund. Jaxson "Reaper" Cross doesn't do favors. He solves problems with bullets and shallow graves. He takes her deal, but not without a condition of his own: "You put my ring on, you don't just get my protection. You belong to me. In my house. In my bed. Every piece of you." Harper thought she was signing a contract. She didn't expect a war to come with it, or for the man she married for protection to be the one thing standing between her and the world trying to burn her down.

Three months ago, I promised myself I'd destroy Adrian Volkov. Instead, I'm standing at the altar, wearing a white dress, smiling for cameras while the entire country watches me marry the man I hate. Adrian Volkov—the legendary captain of the New York Wolves—is hockey's golden boy. Cold. Untouchable. Worshipped by millions. Until one scandal threatens to destroy everything he's built. I'm the journalist who exposed him. He's the man who shattered my nose with a hockey puck... and then offered me three hundred thousand dollars to pretend to be his fiancée. Three months. One fake relationship. One impossible rule: Don't fall in love. But the closer I get to the Ice King, the more I realize the man the world calls a monster is hiding secrets that could destroy us both. And when pretending becomes real... Someone is going to lose everything.